To bring to be what none may understand.
I shall but light the hand . . .
Lo, here, the light upon my brow shall lead
Thy son until he bleed;
Until he fail, and falter, and despair.
Even in his blackest night I shall be there
My star will be his guidance: he will know
What light is, from its glow.”
A sonnet upon Ezekiel Rust.
Son of Isaiah Rust, of Churn, his wage